A Horny Wife’s Facesitting Story: Becoming A MILF Mistress

October 26, 2013

There are certain aspects of the male psychology that make them horny pretty much all the time. I’m lucky enough to be a in a committed relationship with a man that happens to travel a lot for work. He has a lovely personality, but due to his diet and work, being around the house, let alone being healthy during the meager hours he is here, almost never happens. See, he has to travel for business, and when my husband travels, he does so for a long, long time.

After taking a look at his phone history last time he was here, I discovered that my husband had been taking to escorts and engaging in their services wherever he ended up staying. Now, unlike most wives, I understand his issues. I’m not willing to just give him blowjob after blowjob, and getting a little bit of attention from a perfectly-formed, younger woman is an attractive prospect for a lot of people. I’m happy for him to continue with his girls – I think it’s a waste of his money, but if that’s what he wants, he can go right ahead.

Now, given that he’s goes around getting entertainment from other women, I felt it was only appropriate that I engaged in the same activity. We have a gardener, his name is Francis, he’s 19 years old and built like a rock. Sometimes, Francis takes a look at me when he thinks I don’t realize, and from time to time I go out the front wearing a bikini or something equally as revealing in order to give him a bit of attention. I know he loves it, and because we pay him so well, I could get him to do practically anything for me. Well, I decided to put that to the test and let me tell you, the things Francis will do for a mature mistress!

So it was a Wednesday afternoon, around 2 p.m. and the sun was shining high and mighty above my pretty house. Francis was doing his weekly work when I went outside and greeted him. Of course, wearing nothing but a short skirt and a tank top, Francis found it hard to keep his eyes on what he was doing. I was a much better option, and as luck would have it, I was going to give him everything that he wanted.

Inviting him inside for a drink, I got talking about girlfriends and previous partners. I soon found out he was newly single and after a little more pushing, I found out what his fantasies were. Like any good boy in that situation, Francis told me that he was into cunnilingus and, of course, older women. I’m an older woman, and I don’t mind the odd bit of pussy eating action that my teen gardener was so keen on doing.

I took him up to my bed where I sleep with my husband. I threw him down, slid my panties off and jumped on top of his face. My pussy was instantly met with a big pair of fresh lips, begging to be juiced up by my tight, wet slit. While Francis kept his mouth open and failed to resist my constant pushing, I took my panties and wrapped them around his shaft. Francis really loved the way I was jerking him off with my panties. Something about the dominating married MILF on top of him also added to the entire experience.

From time to time, I would pull away just slightly and allow Francis to get a good breath in edgeways. It was fair to say that I was smothering him with my sweet, mature pocket and being able to breathe became quite the issue. Of course, he never acted or said anything that wanted me to halt – his focus was on pleasing my pussy while I jerked his cock.

Soon enough, I managed to position myself in such a way that my clit was embedded between his lips, one of my hands grabbing a clump of his hair and the other tugging away on his meaty member. The poor man could hardly handle the pleasure I was delivering.

“I’m going to cum soon!” – Francis removed his mouth at his own will for the first time in order to speak. I immediately took my hand off of his shaft and positioned it on the top of his head.

“You don’t get to cum into I do.” – I knew that this would drive him insane, and his attempts to please my clit were going to be mesmerizing.

It must have only been about a minute after this that I felt myself build. Was I really going to cum for the first time in over a year to a sweet teenage gardener that’s my personal cunt sucking slave? The thought came and went quickly – I had hit my peak, and the orgasm lasted for what seemed like an eternity. Francis continued to eat while I orgasmed, releasing tiny trickles of my sweet pussy liquid into his mouth.

“My turn now?” – Francis finally pulled away and looked up at me.

“Maybe after you finish the gardening.” – I knew that from now on, Francis would do anything I wanted in order to have the opportunity to cum in my hands. He was my very own slave, and I couldn’t wait to see his reaction when I was going to tell him he had to wait a week.